Wealthy bigwigs seek medical treatment online

After some examination, the attending doctor confirmed that there was nothing serious, and after a few instructions, he left.

Ji Quantian looked out of the window, and there were rows of big trees standing neatly. The lush green leaves on the branches blocked the sunlight that shone into the ward. Bo, but thinking about something in his heart.

About an hour later, Ji Quantian called the bodyguard and said he wanted to go downstairs to bask in the sun.

After Ji Quantian was hospitalized, he would occasionally go to the grassland next to the southwest gate of the hospital. There is a large open space, and many patients in the hospital would also go there to relax and walk slowly. It is only the end of April now, and it is sunny in the west. It's not too hot either.The bodyguard thought he was just doing what he always did, and wanted to get some fresh air outside the ward, so he pushed a wheelchair and helped him sit on it.

It was only a little after four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun hadn't set yet. After basking in the grass for a long time, he felt stuffy. Ji Quantian asked the bodyguards to push him back to the lobby, and said, "I haven't sat in the dean's office for a long time. You go back to the ward, get some nourishing Chinese herbal medicines as a gift, and pick some fresh fruits to put in a basket, and I will wait for you in front of the elevator on the fourth floor."

The bodyguard did not doubt that it was there, and after sending Ji Quantian to the elevator on the fourth floor, he took the elevator back to the sixth floor. At this time, Ji Quantian quickly boarded another elevator and went directly to the fifth floor.

He had inquired about the location of Tong Ziying's office a long time ago, controlled the wheelchair by himself, and soon came to Tong Ziying's office and knocked on the door.

Tong Ziying and Ding Songming are both in the office today.

Hearing the sound and looking up, Tong Ziying froze when she saw Ji Quantian by the door.

Although Ding Songming was also full of surprise, he stood up immediately, "Chairman Ji, why are you here...?"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Quantian interrupted him, "This doctor, could you please go out first? I have something to say to Dr. Tong."

Ding Songming glanced at Tong Ziying. Although he was a little worried, he still said hello and walked out of the office.

Ji Quantian didn't move by the door, looked at Tong Ziying who was sitting silently, and said slowly, "Mr. Tong, long time no see."

Tong Ziying's hands and feet were cold, and her chest was heavy with tightness, but she still clenched her teeth, stood up, and faced Ji Quantian.

But he just stood there and didn't respond to Ji Quantian, not even saying 'Hello' perfunctorily.As soon as she saw the person in front of her, the extremely heavy and painful memories of the past could not help appearing in her mind, and Tong Ziying didn't want to give him any good looks at all.

"Mr. Tong has now become Dr. Tong, and his airs are much bigger."

Ji Quantian stared at Tong Ziying's stubborn expression, and sneered, "I thought that after five years, you could learn to behave a little bit, but I didn't expect you to be as stubborn as wood, and you are probably the only one who still can't behave well after learning the lesson. gone."

Tong Ziying closed her eyes and opened them again. An imperceptible irritability flashed under her eyes covered by broken bangs. Facing this hypocrite, she tried her best to suppress the anger surging in her heart. She took a deep breath and forced He calmed down and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Ji Quantian smiled contemptuously, and didn't care about Tong Ziying's cold tone. Instead, he seemed to be looking at a disrespectful clown and let him get angry, "It's really good manners to speak with such a tone and attitude when facing elders. "

Tong Ziying's eyes were wide open, and she clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.

Ji Quantian turned a blind eye to his anger, took out those photos, and threw them on the ground, a frightening light flashed across his stern face.

Seeing Tong Ziying's stunned expression, Ji Quantian was full of disdain, and even said with a threatening tone, "I don't need to tell you why I came to you today, I think you know it well. I will only warn you once, if If I find out that you are still holding on to Ah Mu, I will make you, and even your friends, unable to stay in this hospital any longer!"

After speaking, he controlled the wheelchair and turned around, leaving photos scattered all over the place, like a sharp hammer, hitting Tong Ziying's heart again and again.

I sneered in my heart, listened, it was another vulgar warning and threat, the same, nothing new, extremely vicious.

Looking down at the photo on the ground, Tong Ziying couldn't help clenching his teeth, and the anger in his chest made him punch hard on the table.

But after a while, he knelt down silently again, picked up the photos on the ground, and wiped them carefully. In the end, it was really hard to restrain himself, and big tears fell down suddenly.

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The days passed unhurriedly, and in the next few days, Jimucheng followed him to and from get off work as usual, but he just followed him silently, neither coming forward nor approaching.Tong Ziying had already recognized his license plate. Although she couldn't remain indifferent, she was no longer surprised when she saw him. Both parties seemed to acquiesce in each other's behavior and kept a tacit distance.

The May holiday is coming soon.This holiday, Tong Ziying and Ding Songming both had three days of vacation. Ding Songming had agreed to go out with his parents, so he had two more days of annual leave, for a total of five days.

Before, Ding Songming kindly invited Tong Ziying to play together, but Tong Ziying refused righteously, saying that he still had papers to write, and he had basically never read the new episodes that he had hoarded before. It was a rare three-day holiday, so he must not go outside. Crowded.

But on the first day of the holiday, Tong Ziying got up early.Ding Songming packed his luggage overnight and went back to his hometown last night. Now he is the only one in the house. He sat up sleepily, and after a brief tidying up, he went out.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning, and after a hasty breakfast at the roadside stall, I went to the bus station and bought a bus ticket to E City.

After taking a long-distance bus for more than two hours, it was almost eleven o'clock when they arrived in City E. Tong Ziying stood at the exit of the bus station for a while, followed the signs and boarded the bus to Town W.

After traveling on two buses, Tong Ziying finally arrived at the entrance of a small village after more than an hour.

This is the place where he grew up. Before he was six years old, he lived with his deceased grandmother in this small village. Later, he moved to City A because of his studies.

Counting the time, I have not been back for more than ten years, and everything I see is unfamiliar. Tong Ziying walked to the village with a vague impression, and finally saw the iconic big banyan tree in the village.

Tong Ziying knew that she had found the right way, and walked over, and there were many old people sitting under the tree chatting in the shade. The village's appearance changed again, but the leisurely scene of the small village remained the same. Tong Ziying was inexplicably melancholy and moved.

"Whose boy is this? He looks so handsome."

An old man under the tree saw Tong Ziying's probing behavior and greeted him proactively.Tong Ziying nodded politely at the old people, and then asked how to get to the Xianghuo Temple in the village.

That is the only temple of gods and Buddhas in this small village, and it is also a place to enshrine the deceased old people in the village.Following the guidance of the old people, Tong Ziying arrived at the destination after walking for about 10 minutes.

The temple has been refurbished, and it is much more magnificent than it looks like in memory. It may be a holiday, and there is no one else in the temple except the gatekeeper.Tong Ziying clasped his hands together, worshiped devoutly in front of the Buddha statue, added some money for sesame oil, and then came to the southwest corner of the temple and walked in.

Oncoming is a whole wall of small scarlet wooden plaques in the shape of a divine stele. On the wooden plaques are engraved with meaningful and unfamiliar names.

Tong Ziying searched carefully among the dense wooden signs, finally found the familiar name, and knelt down.

After three solid kowtows, Tong Ziying took out the white wine in a mineral water bottle from her bag, and poured it all on the ground.

After finishing all this, Tong Ziying sat down on the mat and stared at the tombstone above her head.

Tong Guangxiang.

The wooden sign was engraved with his father's name.

When he was only ten years old, his awareness of death was very vague, and he vaguely knew that after passing away, he would never see each other again.At that time, the pain of losing his father didn't seem to have any real feeling to him when he was young. The only thing he remembered was the scene of his mother crying heart-piercingly.

Seeing his mother crying, he also cried, so the adults said the word "poor" to him one after another.In the following years, many people saw him and said they were pitiful.

'I heard that the car accident happened after taking prohibited drugs, and the female employer was killed. The family of the other party refused to give up and insisted on paying compensation. Pity the mother and son, because a man has a whole body of debts. '

'Even the place where I lived was taken away by the bank, what a pity. '

'I can only drop out of school, otherwise there is no money for children to study, it's pitiful, they are so young. '

'...'

Looking back now, the days when I gritted my teeth and was forced to be sensible seemed to have happened a century ago, so far away that even my memory is blurred.

The process of the accident covered by various opinions covered his brain cognition when he was young. He could not remember clearly the cause of the accident that year, even the verdict. However, when all the evidence pointed to his father, his mother kept insisting Calling the father wronged.

Tong Ziying raised her head and looked up at the extremely familiar name, saddened, was she really wronged?

The tablet that answered him was quiet and silent. Tong Ziying felt as if she was stuck in a quagmire, her mind was empty and her eyes were blank. Hearing the sound of the wind blowing the treetops and the sound of birds and insects behind her, her eyes suddenly became blurred, and tears fell without warning. down, dripping wet his collar.

Unexpectedly, she would burst into tears. Tong Ziying quickly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves. He is obviously not a person who loves to cry. After five years abroad, he has endured alone. But cried so many times.

No sadness, no sadness, but for some reason, the tears just couldn't be controlled.

Perhaps for a moment, he suddenly realized that all his relatives had left him.

He couldn't help covering his face, trying to cover up the overwhelming sadness, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing from between his fingers.

Tong Ziying felt that she was too rude, wiped her face indiscriminately, and choked up, "Dad, I'm leaving, I will come to see you next time."

After speaking, he almost ran away from the temple.